My Blue Heaven

Harry Connick Jr.

When whipporwhills call and

evening is high

I hurry to my Blue Heaven

A turn to the right, a little

white light,

Will lead me to my Blue Heaven

I'll see a smiling face, a fireplace,

a cozy room,

A little nest that nestles where the

roses bloom;

Just Jilly and me, little baby

makes three

We're happy in my Blue Heaven